NABC Chapter 284 High-Rank Demon Slaughter, Generous Rewards for Killing!
Chapter 284 High-Rank Demon Slaughter, Generous Rewards for Killing!
Chapter 284 High-Rank Demon Slaughter, Generous Rewards for Killing!
Fang Zhou waved to Lu Renjia and Lu Yiyi, then led the Disaster Squad into the portal of the simulated battlefield.
After a dizzying spin, Ark opened his eyes and found himself in a group of scattered soldiers.
Fang Zhou tilted his head slightly, looked around, and his expression instantly became serious.
The shelter that once protected everyone from outside disturbances is now a ruin.
Broken rubble was scattered on the scorched earth, and the cracks left on the ruins of the walls resembled the claw marks of a demon, silently telling the story of the horrific scene that had once taken place here.
Clearly, the shelter had been completely destroyed by the demonic chapter.
This also means that the Ark will have no more defensive fortifications to utilize.
For him, this was naturally the worst-case scenario.
Ark scanned its surroundings again and noticed the noisy group it was in.
The most elite force was naturally a temporary force composed of several dozen light cavalrymen.
They managed to assemble under the leadership of a heavily armored knight, attempting to form some kind of battle formation.
However, their tense and slightly flustered eyes, as well as their unskilled movements, revealed that these cavalrymen were not professional soldiers who had undergone rigorous training.
In contrast, they were more like a group of newcomers who had just awakened their knightly powers, at best a mounted militia, completely unprepared for the upcoming battle.
In front of the cavalry was a row of spearmen.
These civilians were clearly not professional soldiers; their spears trembled, and their faces were filled with fear and unease.
Nevertheless, they tried their best to hold their ground, attempting to use this fragile defensive line to block the approaching enemy.
Fangzhou's eyes narrowed, and in the center of the front row of the infantry formation, he saw Lu Renjia, a middle-aged warrior, and a one-armed female warrior, two NPCs who were considered to have some fighting ability.
Clearly, they are the core support points.
Just as Fang Zhou was secretly planning how to deal with the imminent crisis, a hurried figure suddenly entered his field of vision. It was Lu Yiyi, whom he had not seen before.
She pressed her hat tightly against her head, which seemed to be blown away by the wind at any moment, and brandished her short bow as she raced out of the dense forest.
Following closely behind were more than a dozen scouts who looked equally terrified. They had clearly just escaped from the demons' pursuit, and each of them had exhaustion and fear written all over their faces. Some even had black marks on their bodies from being burned by the demons' flames.
"They're here, demons, there are too many of them—"
Lu Yiyi ran wildly to the spear formation, almost collapsing into Fang Zhou's arms, breathlessly reporting the latest situation: "How many are there? Can you see them clearly?"
Fang Zhou quickly reached out his hands to support the swaying Lu Yiyi and asked in a low voice.
"I can't see them clearly—there are too many, more than the stars in the sky."
Lu Renjia, standing to the side, gripped his enormous two-handed greatsword tightly. Seeing the critical situation, he couldn't help but shake the greatsword vigorously, producing a metallic clanging sound to attract the attention of his companions.
Immediately, he said to Fangzhou beside him, "Boss Fangzhou, it seems the situation is not good!"
The difficulties we are facing this time are extraordinary. The shelter has been completely destroyed, and not even a single wall has been left for us to defend.
The demon army surrounded us, leaving us nowhere to hide.
Either we hold out to the bitter end and wait for rescue that may never come;
We must either break through the enemy's blockade or face certain annihilation.
Despite Lu Renjia's reminder, Fang Zhou's expression remained calm.
He didn't say anything, but took out the necromancy orb from his robes and began casting spells continuously.
As the incantation echoed, gray vortexes gradually formed around him.
Hundreds of skeleton warriors surged out of these vortexes as if being pulled by an invisible hand.
They instantly formed neat ranks on the battlefield, greatly enhancing the team's combat effectiveness.
Witnessing this scene, Lu Renjia and Lu Yiyi, who had been somewhat panicked by the destruction of their shelter, breathed a sigh of relief.
Lu Yiyi reacted quickly. She turned to face the exhausted scouts and shouted, "Scouts, follow me!"
We need to retreat to the rear and rendezvous with the skeleton archers to form a team capable of providing ranged support.
Under her leadership, the exhausted scouts rallied, quickly adjusted their formation, and together with the newly joined skeleton archers, formed a solid support.
At that moment, plumes of black smoke suddenly rose from the dense forest in the distance.
They are like giant black pillars pointing straight to the sky, turning the originally clear sky into pitch black.
These plumes of smoke not only soared into the clouds, but also continued to spread, as if foreshadowing the impending disaster.
At the same time, the tall spruce trees began to groan in pain, collapsing one after another under the powerful impact.
The entire forest seemed to be on the verge of destruction in an instant.
Immediately following was a sound like countless war drums beating simultaneously.
As the wind shifted, black smoke gradually drifted toward the battlefield, carrying a strong smell of sulfur that irritated people, causing them to cough repeatedly and have difficulty breathing.
Immediately afterwards, flames shot out from the dense forest, like the tongues of demons licking every inch of the land, crackling and burning. Wherever the flames touched, everything was reduced to ashes.
The panicked beasts scattered and fled in all directions, trying to escape this land of death.
Their silhouettes appeared and disappeared in the firelight, adding even more instability to the already tense atmosphere.
In the sky, the once warm sunlight was obscured by the billowing smoke, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in darkness, foreshadowing the coming of the end of the world.
The surviving shelter guards took a deep breath and gripped their swords firmly.
The demon army is about to arrive.
As a series of dense and piercing screams shattered the tranquility of the forest, the first wave of invaders—little demons wielding sharp steel forks—swarmed out from the dark depths of the dense forest like a summoned evil army.
These little imps moved swiftly, like countless agile cockroaches, darting and leaping among the branches and vines.
Their steel forks gleamed coldly in the sunlight, each swing accompanied by a malicious whistling sound, as if they wanted to pierce through any creature that stood in their way.
Behind them, a group of tall, burly horned demons covered in fiery red scales slowly entered the battlefield.
Their every step seemed like the movement of mountains, bringing a heavy sense of oppression.
These horned demons are far larger than ordinary people, with bulging muscles, like meticulously sculpted sculptures, and explosive power hidden beneath every inch of their skin.
Horned demons don't need complicated tactics; their two hundred pounds of solid muscles and hard scales are enough to make them the most terrifying killing machines on the battlefield.
As a scorching wave swept in, the Flame Demon entered people's sight with an elegant yet dangerous demeanor.
These seemingly frail creatures had intricate red and black magic patterns covering their hands and feet, which writhed slightly with the Flame Demon's breath, releasing a chilling energy.
Fireballs danced lightly between their fingertips, sometimes swirling and soaring, sometimes suddenly flying out of their hands, turning into blazing trails that instantly ignited the surrounding bushes, transforming them into a sea of fire.
A group of fire demon children followed closely around the Flame Demon.
Although these young creatures are still quite young and inexperienced, they have also inherited the talent to manipulate fire.
Unlike the Flame Demon's unrestrained and wild nature, the Flame Child's flames are more restrained and precise. They can concentrate their fire power to form slender rockets that shoot towards the enemy at astonishing speed.
Among these demons, the most eye-catching were the dozen or so enormous dog demons.
They are as robust as calves, with bulging muscles and exuding a strong wild aura.
These brutal monsters lowered their heads, and the saliva dripping from their mouths was highly corrosive, turning into puffs of gray smoke upon touching the ground and emitting a suffocating stench.
As the demons' incessant screams suddenly grew louder and deafening, an exceptionally tall and imposing figure gradually appeared.
It was a fiery red high-ranking demon, like a nightmare forged from the hottest magma in the depths of the abyss.
This demon was incredibly large, clad in a heavy suit of metal armor, every inch of which was etched with complex and profound evil runes.
The armor's texture looked like brass that had been forged through countless hammer blows, but beneath that cold metal surface, there was a hint of scorching heat, as if it could burn everything it touched to ashes at any moment.
Most strikingly, a pair of enormous, blood-red bone wings extend from a specially reserved space behind its sturdy armor.
These wings are not only broad but also full of power. When they are spread out, they are like two blood-stained gallows. Every bone gleams with a chilling luster, as if every feather is formed from the grievances of countless souls. When these wings flap gently, the temperature in the air seems to drop instantly, as if even time is frozen.
The demon's head is more like an indescribable hybrid.
It possesses both the ruthlessness of a crocodile and two sharp, razor-like chair horns that point straight to the sky from either side of its forehead, with a sinister smile characteristic of a killer hanging on its lips.
However, the malevolent light emanating from its blood-red eyes was far beyond the characteristics of any natural life form. "Is this the leader of the demonic chapter, the Slaughter Demon?"
Lu Renjia's voice trembled slightly, almost as if he were talking to himself.
The Slaughter Demon is a bronze-level elite unit in the Abyss Demon combat sequence, whose racial combat power coefficient is far higher than that of the Iron-level main combat units such as the Horned Demon and the Dog Demon.
Although the strength of this Demon Lord was limited to the level of an apprentice in the defense of the sanctuary during the battle for the sanctuary, its inherent power still made it a force to be reckoned with.
Thinking of this, Lu Renjia's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
He knew very well that the slayer demon before him was not only the core force of the demon legion, but also their greatest threat in this battle.
He turned to look at Fangzhou and said, "Boss Fangzhou, this time our Abyss difficulty shelter defense battle is probably the highest level of difficulty."
This Slaughter Demon, as the leader of the Demon Chapter, is definitely much stronger than the previous Horned Demons or even the Black Armored Abyss Riders.
With our current strength, it would be far too difficult to kill this bronze-level Carnage Demon.
Fangzhou nodded slightly, his expression remaining calm.
there is always a solution to a problem.
Having chosen the Abyss difficulty level of the Vault Defense, Ark naturally has nothing to fear about failure.
By this time, the demons had already assembled outside the dense forest.
The lesser demons and horned demons paced restlessly, yearning to slaughter lives and drink human blood.
However, intelligent demons like the Flame Child and the Blazing Demon appear much more composed.
They stood at the rear of the line, scrutinizing the last resistance of the human refuge with their deep, malicious gazes.
The final demon to appear suddenly raised its head and roared to the sky.
It was a special command composed of dozens of demonic words, containing unimaginable evil and blasphemy.
Just hearing it sent shivers down the spines of every human warrior.
Upon hearing this chilling command, all the demons ceased their agitation and then emitted a series of terrifying screams.
These sounds blended together, forming a terrifying sonic wave that rolled toward the human forces.
Immediately afterwards, they surged towards the human forces like a red wave suddenly rising from the ground, moving at an unstoppable speed, as if to engulf everything in this crimson light.
"Raise your guns, prepare to engage!"
The voice of the middle-aged warrior NPC, who served as the commander of the militia's spear formation, rang out on the battlefield, piercing through the demon's roar and the warrior's heartbeat.
He raised the bear-headed battle axe high in his hand, its sharp blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight, his eyes fixed intently on the chaotic demon army charging towards him.
Beside him, Olaf was directing the spearmen with tense but orderly commands.
Although these skeleton soldiers have no flesh and blood, their movements are remarkably synchronized, as if driven forward by an invisible force, filling the gaps between the shelter's guards.
This also made the entire defensive line more solid, like a blue and white steel Great Wall, standing tall in front of the demon army.
The crimson waves formed by demons surged forward with lightning speed.
As the lesser demons and horned demons raced forward, they continuously let out deafening roars and curses in demonic language.
Their steel forks swung in the air, their powerful arms seemingly brimming with strength, ready to unleash it at the moment of contact.